Seeing a town far ahead of me, I glided towards it as fast as my spindly legs would take me. However, once I was roughly halfway to my destination, I found out, to my horror, that I had lost my iPod and Beats.
"Is it really worth going all the way back to look?" I wondered. "I think I left them in my car, so there's no way I can get to them anyway."
I was greatly disappointed, but I carried on anyway; I could find another iPod, I figured, as well as more Beats, if I so desired.
Eventually I arrived at the town, which turned out to be Kristinehamn, in Sweden.
"Not a problem," I figured, "I can get to Copenhagen from here, and to Germany from there without any trouble."
I, once again, found myself in need of a vehicle, so I found a bar, waited outside for night to fully set, and 'borrowed' a car from a patron who was much too drunk to drive. Luckily for me, the car had a GPS built in to it, so I could navigate to the Black Forest without need of an iPod or WiFi.
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